War of Hearts

Chapter Eleven - El Sin Nombre

Los Vaqueros, 141, and Shadow Company sat together in a conference room just as the sun was rising. Laswell, Shepherd, Price, and Gaz were on the line, and Laswell addressed the room:

"With the data we gathered from Hassan's phone, we were able to determine that the missile guidance systems are in Spain, but we still don't know where the missiles are."

Alejandro spoke up, "There's only one other person who would know where they are located, El Sin Nombre." The room started to erupt in murmurs.

Laswell continued, "We will need to operate in a simultaneous attack to take them out. Once we get the missile's locations, we move on both, not letting anyone notify the other we might be coming. We're not leaving anything up to chance here."

They started detailing the specifics; Team one, made up of Soap, Hex, Ghost, Graves, and Alejandro would move on a stronghold of El Sin Nombre's lieutenant to gather the intel, while team two, the rest of Los Vaqueros and Shadow Company, prepared to move on the missile locations once they were revealed. As soon as they were assembled, Team three: Laswell, Price, and Gaz would neutralize the guidance systems. As they concluded, Laswell gave Hex a look through the camera just before the feed disconnected. It was time to move.

Team one began scouting the stronghold from a rooftop nearby. It was a large and beautiful estate with massive amounts of security roving the grounds.

"My sources tell me all the VIPs in Las Almas will be there tonight. Some are invited, others are, uh..."

"Volun-told?" Graves helped finish the sentence.

"Yes."

"What's the meet up about?"

"Nosotros. Las Almas is burning, and they want to know who lit the fire."

"Sin Nombre will be there, yeah?" Asked Ghost.

"No guarantees, but this is our best shot."

"Then we take it," chimed Hex. "We need him alive."

"Well," Graves thought, "then we need to meet him."

Soap had a determined look in his eyes, "how?"

"We give them what they want: information. They wanna know who's here, let's tell 'em. We get one of us inside, find the boss, roll him up."

"Just like that?" Hex asked, skeptical of how simple Graves was making it all sound. He only nodded in response.

Someone was going to stroll right up to the front door and offer intel in exchange for a meeting with El Sin Nombre. Soap volunteered himself, and Hex's heart sank to her stomach. She knew better than to object. He would never forgive her if she tried to stop him, especially in front of everyone, but she hated this plan. Alejandro would sneak in, undercover as a guard to be Soap's eyes and ears, Graves and Hex would take air support, and Ghost would be overwatch. Graves handed Soap his Shadow Company patch as proof of his intel, and they set out for their positions. Hex and Soap walked down the hill with Graves before she turned around. "Give us a minute?" Graves let out a laugh and muttered something about meeting Hex at the helicopter.

"Soap..."

"Lass, don't- "

She cut him off with a massive hug, throwing her arms over his shoulders and squeezing tight. "I know there's no talking you out if this. Just be careful in there, okay?"